Life is too short
I'm finding it very difficult to keep up with my blogging these days. On the one hand, I desperately want to record these special moments and share them with friends and family from afar but on the other hand i'm finding time far too precious these days to allocate anytime to regular blogging. When did Cyril become 19 weeks old? Where has that time gone, how could it have possibly gone so quick? When he was days old, and I was in excruciating pain, the days seemed to last an eternity. Now that we're making real strides, the day seems over before it's even begun. And then there's my husband, yes I am actually married, although some days it just seems like we coexist under the same roof. I'm not saying this negatively, but when one of you has worked a really long hard day in the office, and the other has changed about 10 nappies, played 15 rounds of peek-a-boo, sung every nursery rhyme known to mankind, endured endless crying, walked both dog and baby to ...